Kella shuffled around in the armor to get a feel for it, but each clunky sound it made had her wincing.
"This is so heavy. I'm afraid I won't get too far in this if we'd have to run," she admitted, and bit her lip as she too, peered down to Lillian's form. It was then tears welled up in her eyes as she found herself whispering, "By God, Aryn, you have no idea how good it is to see you. This feels so strange, so surreal... like a dream." Considering she'd never considered in all of her life that she'd be hauling the unconscious form of Lillian Coleridge into her cell! But there she was, clumsily helping Aryn,a nd trying ot be careful not to touch her. Though the armor did cover much of her skin- she was very thankful of that.